"There were nights when the wind was so cold"

Another lazy Satuday afternoon, another lazy blog.

I can't really say I'm in the mood to write anything long-winded today. But I am in the mood to write.

I've got on Meatloaf's "It's all coming back to me"... This is another song that kinda brings goosebumps to my skin. Again, I can't quite put it into words, but the song kinda speaks to me. It (as lots of music does) brings me to a place I wish I was.

I'm still... still...
STILL f*ing waiting to hear back from MUN. To say I'm getting a little impatient would be an understatement. But then again, this is a completely new experience for me. Maybe they normally are this slow with correspondence. I shouldn't really be getting pissy. In the long run, it'll probably do me some good to just chill the fuck out and wait.

Waiting is something I've never ever done well. Being impatient has always been one of my worst qualities. Even when it comes to playing piano, I want to get it done and over with. I've always rushed things. My teachers always always told me to slow down.

Living fast, if you will, has always been with me. I wonder why I'm in such a rush to get things done, because in the long run it ain't gonna do me any good. I can bitch and moan about it all I want, but again, it won't get me anywhere. It's kinda funny, because I try to preach to other people to "stop and smell the roses", yet I can't take my own advice.


ahhh I think I'm gonna take leave of this right now. I'm just putting words on paper that don't really mean anything. I've actually got a lot on my mind, and it's hindering my ability to think/write clearly. Maybe I'll be back later with something that'll make more sense than this crap.